Too Tired

I woke up one day too tired to run;

I just didn't have the energy anymore.

I didn't have the resolve to fight.

I didn't have it within me to take action either.

I decided to let the wind blow,

Not really caring where it took me.

I gave myself to the breeze,

Taking as little action as possible.

I continue to go through the motions.

I sacrificed all emotion.

I did all this because living is just too hard.

But then again, so is dying.

Now every day I wake up so goddamn tired...

 

-Jarred Shah

8/26/2020

10:13am

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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